Roy Drusky New Lips
These are new lips, they're not your lips
But they kiss me the way yours used to do
They're not your arms, they're just two arms
And they'll hold me until I'm over you
Makes no difference who I find to love me
Just as long as they take you off my mind
Anymore, I just don't care who holds me
I run to the nearest one I find
These are new lips, they're not your lips
But they kiss me the way yours used to do
They're not your arms, they're just two arms
And they'll hold me until I'm over you
And they'll hold me until I'm over you
